Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guatemala and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Ultimate Spinach to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Swans,
Mantronix,
Fela Kuti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Index,
Bootsy Collins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Alarm Clocks,
ABBA,
Essential Logic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Flesh Eaters,
Juan Atkins,
The Leaves,
Matthew Halsall,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New Age Steppers,
This Heat,
Excepter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young,
Glenn Branca,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fugazi,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare,
John Lydon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Seeds,
Arab on Radar,
Nirvana,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nik Kershaw,
Alton Ellis,
Infiniti,
Agent Orange,
Black Flag,
Scott Walker,
Goldenarms,
Pantaleimon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bauhaus,
Dark Day,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
A Certain Ratio,
Maurizio,
Absolute Body Control,
Brass Construction,
La Düsseldorf,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
In Retrospect,
Matthew Bourne,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Byrd,
Oneida,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.